Barren Mountain lay deathly silent as the truth of countless ages was revealed to the world.
Tang San was a Plane Key forged by the gods themselves. Every path of his life had been scripted, and every love, hatred, grudge, and bond had been a disguise. The ancient secrets replayed by the Sky Screen shattered everyone's last shred of hope.
Everyone understood that Tang San was pitiable and terrifying, tragic and deadly.
Yet a deeper despair was spreading wildly through the five members of Shrek.
They, too, were carefully crafted script pawns of the gods. Divine Soul Marks had sunk deep into their bones, while the roots of their heart demons had taken hold forever.
After the Sky Screen vanished, the aura of Chaos between heaven and earth grew increasingly dense.
Dark, tainted energy continuously leaked from the shattered seal, drifting in every direction with the wind and brazenly stimulating everyone's incomplete divine souls.
Oscar's body trembled violently, his face as pale as paper.
The gluttony heart demon could no longer be suppressed by reason. His eyes turned crimson, and his throat kept swallowing. Images of devouring flesh and blood, devouring soul power, and devouring the origins of living beings flashed madly through his mind.
In the past, he had relied on his kind nature to suppress it and on the bonds of his companions to restrain it.
But now that the gods had fallen and the script had shattered, there was no halo to conceal it and no Heavenly Dao to keep it in check. The innate greed and devouring desire within his divine soul surged madly.
"I can't control it... I really can't control it."
He clutched his head and howled in agony, soul power throughout his body descending into chaotic rampage. His Food Martial Soul was no